"Jack, look out!" I cried, even in my current odd candle form I had no desire to burn him, but that was what happened next. As he leaped over me, my flame rose, and consumed him.
"No!" I gave a shriek of utter sadness. Surely, he still lived, somewhere?
As he disappeared, I found myself freed of the candle shape and back to my normal self."What an odd place this is. Perhaps I had better find something less...taxing...to do." I sighed and ran my hands down my black low cut red dress. It ended at just below my hips. Maybe I could find somone willing to play a less deadly game? I sauntered around the Carnival looking for someone that would be both intresting and fun to talk to. So many people were in costumes.
Straight ahead of me I saw a tall, masked, cloacked figure. Definately male. He had a lithe, lean body and from what I could tell of his back, he worked out. He also moved very silently away from me.
I followed, as if drawn by some urge I could not name, and could not resist....